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They are everywhere. The gallery, the halls, the stairs. They whisper, they call out, they shout. The ghosts. Worried, troubled, anxious, nervous- paler than the moonlight. Agitated, excited, bereft, mournful- locked in time. The ones now gone. ‘You need not have come, you shall be in trouble’ , says the hushed voice. ‘He shall seeContinue reading “Hampton Court/ The ghosts”